Mira and Jace crouched behind the crates, their hearts pounding in sync with the sound of Damion's footsteps drawing nearer. Jace clutched the old rope tightly, ready to pull it at the perfect moment. Mira glanced at him, their eyes locking, an unspoken bond of trust and resolve solidifying between them.
As the footsteps echoed closer, Mira took a deep breath and kicked over a small crate, sending it crashing to the ground, the noise reverberating through the chamber. Damion paused, the tension in the air palpable. This was their moment.
Jace yanked the rope, and a cascade of weights fell from above, crashing down just as Damion stepped into view. The loud clatter was deafening, and he barely had time to look up before the weights struck, sending him sprawling to the ground.
Mira rushed out from her hiding place, her heart racing with a mix of fear and exhilaration.
“Now! Let’s secure him before he recovers!” she shouted, adrenaline fueling her every movement as she lunged towards him, ready to put an end to their harrowing ordeal once and for all.